Let me tell you a story and it's about me. Nah my freshman year I came back from West Palm Beach. Back to broward meeting old friends. They were used to old in trouble fighting all the time Barry not all that smart. But I changed. Freshman year I fucked up. Came in my 10th grade year with an 0.2 GPA. Now I in my junior year I have a 2.0 with 16.5 credits right. An old friend in my class knew since jit days. And was mad that my sister graduated early. Angry that she only had 13 credits so she asked me how many I have ( mean while I'm slumped just woke but) I told her and she got even more angry. I looked and I remembered not everyone wants to see you do good. Smh 😒
